[color=#DAA520][center][b][h3]☉ Liute 🜂
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[indent]As the world turned to change, as it grew small, he could see another.

Another had appeared, another sphere clothed in a shade whose name Liute did not know, and he watched as it passed before his view against the sight of the world. He could feel it, knew that it had but cloaked the world below in darkness, that it had broken what would have otherwise been a simple, direct cycle. It had broken that cycle, and in so doing had worked against him. Aed growled at the item, feet planted against it.

Who had placed the sphere? Who had worked against him? It surely was not nature, no, and it was surely not the land itself. Who had worked to defy that cycle and, in so doing, change that sight of the sun to the mortals below? They would be terrified, and even though the sphere had so passed on by, had left that point against him and against the sun. They would question. He watched, as the object passed away from the sight of the world, though at a glimpse it almost seemed as though there were two sphere.

Would they come again? It was altogether likely. It was altogether almost guaranteed. That it had an orbit against the sun, and that the object worked before he and the world, annoyed the god. The spite of it drew a line in Liute, that he had so helped to create the seasons, that another had so helped to create the nights when the sun drew to sleep, and yet another had deigned to place yet [i]another[/i] object within the sky to break against the sun’s majesty. Liute shook as he considered this, before taking the best of actions.

A hand reached out against the moon, and a mind reached out as well, to shift against it. Liute’s strength worked hard, his mind worked hard, as he could feel the object moving further and further away from the sun. He moved it, further than the world itself was to he, that the object would work against him rarely.

The god’s mind reached out to the world, too, to those who kept fire in their worry of the eclipse. He threw down to those mortals a sight, a feeling of that great fire in the sky. He broke against them the comfort of it, the safety of working and living in its shelter, the fire the mortals sat about and cooked about. He broke against them that the sun was the life-giver, that shelter. Those who kept in the moon’s shadow were those not to be trusted.

Whispers reached his ears as he worked. Whispers of hopes that the path would be found through the shadows of the night, that the fire would keep through that unnatural, unexpected night, that the sun would not fail them. Blessings followed against these, that in some small way the mortals who kept the sun in mind during the eclipse might grow rewarded for their prayers.

Yet, there was still much to be done. Liute looked back against the world, frowning. Who had thrown the moon to the sky? How would he so find them?[/indent]
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[color=#DAA520]☉[/color] Alter existing terrain (1 Conviction) - Liute shifts the moons orbit to be further from the sun than the world.
[color=#DAA520]☉[/color] Inspire/influence mortal culture (0 Conviction) - Liute creates visions among his followers - Be not Afraid. Those who worship the moon are not to be trusted.
[color=#DAA520]☉[/color] Answer prayers (0 Conviction) - Liute answers minor prayers as he works, that all his followers who pray find their way back home in the eclipse.
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